Page 78 of Falling for the Wrong Billionaire

That evening, I find myself sitting at the desk in our living room. It feels more like a home than I’ve ever known, and I can’t help but smile.

The journal I’ve been writing in since I first arrived here sits open in front of me. It’s filled with memories of everything that’s led up to this moment. Of the pain, the uncertainty, and then the hope that grew with every day spent with Liam.

I write about the wedding, about how I’ve never felt more loved, more whole. How Liam makes everything better, just by being himself. I write about how my heart has changed — how I’ve finally found the courage to let go of the past and embrace the future.

And I write about him. About us.

With the ferrets playing around my feet, their tiny paws making soft clicking noises as they scurry around, I feel a peace I’ve never known.

I close the journal and look out the window, where the last traces of sunlight are slipping away.

Liam walks in, his presence filling the room. He sits down beside me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

“What are you thinking about?” he asks softly, his fingers brushing my hair.

“Everything,” I reply, my voice soft but full of meaning. “How far we’ve come. How much we’ve been through. How much I’ve learned to love you.”

He smiles, kissing my temple gently. “And I’ve learned to love you, too. More than I ever thought I could. I’m so damn lucky, Lucy.”

I turn to face him, my heart swelling with love. “We’re lucky together.”

He leans in, kissing me softly, the sweetness of the moment hanging between us. For the first time in a long time, I feel completely at peace.

“We have a good life ahead of us, Lucy,” he says, his voice filled with conviction. “No matter what comes, we’ll face it together.”

I nod, tears welling in my eyes. “Together,” I whisper.

Later that evening, the community celebrates our union.

The “Kings” and their families gather, filling the town square with laughter and warmth. I watch as Liam stands beside Nate and Bryan, laughing and talking with such familiarity. They truly are the best buddies of Ocean Bay and always will be, I’m sure.

The bond they share is evident in the way they joke with each other, the way they support each other. It’s the kind of friendship I’ve always longed for.

And now, it’s the kind of life I get to be a part of, forever.

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